Ning Lan's divine sense sank into the dantian, and he clearly saw a dagger suspended in the sky above the dantian, the dagger was small and exquisite, it was the self-defense dagger that Uncle Yang gave him. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He always thought that the dagger was lost, or it was taken by the mysterious person who took him to Qingmi Mountain, but he knew that the dagger was actually in his dantian, which surprised him very much.

"Only the natal spirit weapon can enter the dantian to let the true yuan be warmed, could it be that this dagger is a spirit weapon?" Ning Lan was dumbfounded for a while, no wonder Lu Daoren said that the dagger was Bhutan, it turned out to be a spirit weapon.

However, the natal spirit weapon must recognize the master, and then refine it with the natal essence blood, so that it can become a natal spirit weapon and enter the dantian, when the dagger disappears, he is just an ordinary person, and he can't even cultivate, how can he refine the dagger?

Although the dagger was found, it made Ning Lan even more puzzled, he really couldn't figure out how the dagger could enter his dantian and become his natal spiritual weapon?

With many doubts behind him, Ning Lan's divine sense approached the dagger, wanting to try if he could mobilize the dagger.

As soon as his divine consciousness approached the dagger, the dagger trembled, and Ning Lan's divine sense darkened, and when he reappeared, he had already arrived in a strange space.

It was pitch black all around, and there were bursts of light flickering above his head, under his feet, and around his body, and the speed was extremely fast, and it was fleeting in the blink of an eye, like a meteor.

Ning Lan looked around with both eyes, and suddenly her eyes froze, and she looked at a figure and said in surprise: "Uncle Yang!"

Not far in front of him, Uncle Yang was standing there looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

Ning Lan wanted to walk up to Uncle Yang, but her mind moved, and when she reappeared, she had already arrived in front of Uncle Yang.

"Uncle Yang, what's going on?" Ning Lan looked at Uncle Yang and wondered, he had too many questions.

However, Uncle Yang still had a smile in his eyes and didn't say anything, just when he wanted to speak again, Uncle Yang suddenly opened his mouth and said: "Ning boy, first of all, congratulations on stepping into the foundation building period, when I met you, I found that you were a little extraordinary, so I gave you the blood sacrifice dagger for self-defense, but it almost caused you trouble......

Uncle Yang explained the ins and outs of the matter clearly in one breath, and then returned to his previous appearance, standing there with a smile in his eyes, no matter what Ning Lan asked, he didn't answer.

At this time, the doubts in Ning Lan's heart were solved, and it turned out that the mysterious person who had drunk Lu Daoren outside Black Rock City and saved him was Uncle Yang.

It was also Uncle Yang who brought him to the vicinity of Qingmi Mountain, hoping that he could obtain immortal fate in Qingmi Mountain and become a cultivator.

As for the dagger being a spiritual weapon, Uncle Yang was worried that someone like Lu Daoren would snatch the dagger again, so when he was unconscious, he let the dagger recognize the master and enter his dantian.

If he hadn't become a cultivator, then this dagger would have remained in the dantian forever, and it wouldn't have any effect on him, once he broke through the foundation building period and generated divine consciousness, he would naturally know about the existence of the dagger.

"Uncle Yang, this picture of your divine sense tells me how to get out of here?" Ning Lan said helplessly as she looked at Uncle Yang, who was still smiling.

Since he knew that this was just a photo of Uncle Yang's divine sense, Ning Lan didn't want to stay here, but he found that there was no way to leave here, so he had no choice but to take a photo of Uncle Yang.

"Okay, presumably the doubts in your heart have also been solved, if you are lucky enough to reach the Source Domain in the Cultivation Holy Land in the future, I will give you a creation!"

As soon as the words fell, Uncle Yang's photo turned into a little fluorescence and disappeared, and Ning Lan, who was sitting in the cave, also opened her eyes.

"I didn't expect Uncle Yang to be a senior with extremely high cultivation, I'm really lucky!" Ning Lan said with emotion, he met Uncle Yang when he first came to this world, and the other party gave him a spirit weapon dagger, how many people have this luck?

After using the water balloon technique to clean the dirt on her body, Ning Lan left the cave.

"Ning Lan, congratulations on your breakthrough to the foundation building period!" Mo Yanran was waiting anxiously outside, and said with joy when she saw Ning Lan behind her.

"It's just a small step on the long road, it's nothing!" Ning Lan responded with a smile, he had just entered the foundation building period, and there was still a long way to go, not to mention that with the help of the system, there was really nothing to be happy about.

"Yo, it's not okay to be modest!" Mo Yanran was amused by Ning Lan, but Ning Lan was right, stepping into the foundation building period was just the beginning, and neither of them could slack off.

"Senior Sister Mo, I want to go to Black Rock City first. Ning Lan looked in the direction of Black Rock City and said, Uncle Yang is kind to him, he has just broken through the foundation building period and is not far from Black Rock City, so he should go over and take a look.

"Whatever, I just need to follow you!" Mo Yanran looked indifferent, as long as she followed Ning Lan, she could go wherever she went.

Ning Lan didn't say anything, and took Mo Yanran straight to Black Rock City.

He arrived outside the city in two days, but he had no intention of entering the city, but went straight to Baiqi Mountain.

At the beginning, it took him a few days to walk from Baiqi Mountain to Black Rock City, but now his speed has increased greatly, and he saw Yangjia Village in half a day.

"Are you looking for him?" Mo Yanran looked at Ning Lan suspiciously, looking puzzled.

"No, I just didn't expect him to be here too!" Ning Lan said with a strange expression as she looked at the old man playing with children at the entrance of the village.

He didn't expect to meet Lu Daoren here by such a coincidence, and he was quite familiar with the way they played with that group of children.

Ning Lan and Mo Yanran walked towards the entrance of the village, Lu Daoren was surrounded by children and did not see the two of them, and when the two arrived, Lu Daoren raised his head, showing an expression of wanting to cry without tears.

"Little brother, just let me go, I really didn't take your dagger!" Lu Daoren gave the child some candy, and the child left with a smile, and he smiled bitterly.

"The dagger has been found, I came here for other things, but you, why are you here?" Ning Lan said curiously.

"I've been unlucky in recent years, I don't dare to go out at all, I plan to retire here!" Lu Daoren looked at Ning Lan and was secretly frightened, he didn't expect that in just a few days, Ning Lan actually felt the same as that woman gave him, no need to ask Ning Lan to break through the foundation building period.

"Oh, that's not bad, the mountain village is simple, it can wash away your greed. Ning Lan meant something.

Lu Daoren's face was embarrassed, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, Ning Lan ignored him when he saw this, and walked towards Uncle Yang's house with Mo Yanran.

Soon, Ning Lan arrived at the door of Uncle Yang's house, looking at the familiar wooden door, he seemed to smell the smell of Aunt Yang's cooking jerky.

"It seems that no one lives?" Mo Yanran wondered, she found that the stone steps at the door were already covered with moss, fallen leaves and rotten, and no one had lived in it for a long time.

Ning Lan nodded, but he still knocked on the door without giving up, but there was no reaction at all.

"It's been a long time since no one lived here!" A spirited old man suddenly walked out of the courtyard next to him, and he looked at Ning Lan and the two and said.

"Dad, do you know when Uncle Yang left?" Ning Lan asked.

"Half a year ago, his wife passed away, and I haven't seen him since. The old man recalled.

"Aunt Yang has passed away?" Ning Lan was a little incredulous, Uncle Yang's cultivation was profound, even if Aunt Yang was an ordinary person, there were many ways to renew Aunt Yang's life, how could she pass away?

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are common things, what is there to be surprised about!" The old man didn't understand why Ning Lan was so surprised, and after finishing speaking, he ignored the two and entered the house.

"Ning Lan, who is Uncle Yang?" Mo Yanran saw that Ning Lan's expression was ugly, so she said with concern.

"One of my elders!" Ning Lan and Mo Yanran walked towards the outside of the village after speaking, and they didn't see Lu Daoren until they left the village.

"Ning Lan, people can't be resurrected after death, so don't be sad!" Along the way, Ning Lan didn't speak, Mo Yanran was a little worried, so she comforted her.

"Senior Sister Mo, I'm fine, it's been a few days since I came out, let's go to Zixian Mountain!" Ning Lan smiled reluctantly, and rushed towards Qingmi Mountain with Mo Yanran.

Although he didn't get along with Uncle Yang and his wife for a long time, Ning Lan still remembered it vividly, he left Baiqi Mountain to see the sinister hearts of people, and he saw the cold sidelines, and he was even more grateful to Uncle Yang and his wife, so he was a little sad to hear the news of Aunt Yang's death.

Just as Ning Lan and Mo Yanran were leaving Baiqi Mountain, Wang Zhan returned to Baihemen, his face was extremely calm, but a touch of coldness flashed in his eyes from time to time.

"Master, I'm back!" Wang Zhan's first thing he looked for was Bai He Zhenren, he had to stabilize Bai He Zhenren first, so that he could have enough time to arrange his back hand.

"Is there any movement in the Lin family?" Bai He Zhenren asked, although he drove the southern army away, but he had been a little worried, after all, the strength of the Lin family was much stronger than on the surface, and he Bai Hemen was not an opponent at all.

"Head, the Lin family is very calm, and there is no movement at all. Wang Zhan replied.

"Oh, am I thinking too much?" muttered Hakuzuru Majin.

"Master, the Lin family didn't make any moves at all, you asked me to find out their movements, did something happen?" Wang Zhan looked at Baihe Zhenren with a puzzled expression.

"It's nothing, you've worked hard, go back and rest!" Bai He Zhenren shook his head, then frowned and thought, Wang Zhan sneered in his heart, and then left the house.

When he returned to the valley, he hesitated for a while, and finally went straight to another courtyard, where he stayed for an hour, and came out with a smile on his face.

The day after Wang Zhan returned, the atmosphere in Baihemen was a little solemn, and some disciples were inexplicably cold-eyed by their fellow disciples, many of whom had a good relationship.

Moreover, there is a saying among the disciples of the sect out of nowhere, saying that the head of the White Crane is really obsessed with ghosts, and has done a lot of things that harm the interests of the White Crane Gate, and has offended many forces, and these forces are preparing to attack the White Crane Gate...

And Bai He Zhenren was cultivating in the house, and he didn't know anything about what was happening in the sect, but whenever someone wanted to report it to him, as soon as he got close to his residence, he was taken away by Wang Zhan and another elder for other reasons, and he was nowhere to be found.